Abstract

I like the smell of cigarette smoke.

The haze In the air. It’s not really smoke.

Not really.

It’s late night chats with older sisters,

Front porch swing creaking as we

Pass the carton of Rocky Road

Under the twinkling fairy lights,

And we choke on the whispered names

of stupid boys. And give advice

that won’t be followed.

Recommended Citation

Leininger, Zoe (2021) "Smoke," The Peregrine Review: Vol. 34, Article 13.
Available at: https://mosaic.messiah.edu/peregrinereview/vol34/iss1/13

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